86_86410Xin carefully wiped the places where Zi Xiaoyun had been injured, but these places were miraculously reunited, and there was no trace of internal injuries. Xin was very surprised at first, but then he thought about it and heard Lin Qingyu explain that it turned out that Zi Xiaoyun was a member of the Purple Medicine Clan, so he had the purple blood true body inheritance of the Ancient Medicine Emperor. This purple-blooded true body can only be started by people of the Purple Clan's medicine clan, and once it is opened, the most obvious feature is that the hair will turn purple, and the red blood will also turn purple. If it is damaged, the purple-blooded true body can automatically heal in the shortest possible time and quickly improve its own defense ability, and the Purifying Spirit Purple Xuanyi is the best proof of this.

After learning the news, Xin did not stop giving Zi Xiaoyun the medicine, because, if Zi Xiaoyun was really not injured, why didn't he wake up for a long time? Could it be that this purple blood real body could really cure the injury that Zi Xiaoyun had originally suffered from the trapped Dragon Xuan Nail? Moreover, why is Zi Xiaoyun now a long black hair?

All kinds of doubts, Xin didn't go to find them, and she didn't want to. Lin Mohan died, and the entire Divine Medicine Pavilion felt empty. The memories of the hour are only left of this unconscious purple cloud. "Xiaoyun, it's been five days, when will you wake up?" Mo Han is gone, do you want to be unconscious and leave me alone?" Xin sat next to Zi Xiaoyun, took his big pale hand and gently pressed it to his face, "I originally thought that you and Mo Han would be together forever, but I didn't expect that I would be alone by your side in this way." ”

Xin, a mature and beautiful woman, has a cold temperament in her elegance, and has never shown the slightest emotion of herself, but at this time, she is crying quietly in front of Zi Xiaoyun. Xin slowly leaned down, the plump one was clinging to Zi Xiaoyun's chest, and her pale pink lips kissed Zi Xiaoyun's forehead, "Mo Han's tomb has already been erected, and it is in the Bailing Valley, if you can, you can wake up and take a look." ”

Ten days have passed, and the vast land of Tianzhou has spread the Xuantian Sect's Banxia hunt and kill order, and in order to arrest Zixiaoyun Xuantian Sect, ten of the disciples have been dispatched, whether it is the various fortresses out of the city in Dongzhou or the places in Tianzhou that may harbor Zixiaoyun, Wenren Mu has ordered all the disciples to track them down one by one. The Beidou Sword Sect and the Divine Medicine Pavilion were naturally searched by many disciples such as the Xuantian Sect, but after all, Lin Qingyu was a member of the same generation as Wen Renmu, so her mind was naturally more meticulous, and of course these details were thought of and handled properly by her.

The Divine Medicine Pavilion formed an unwritten tacit agreement with the Beidou Sword Sect after the battle of the Haotian Hundred Dao Society, that is, to protect Zi Xiaoyun! These people in the Xuantian Sect naturally couldn't find Zi Xiaoyun, and Wen Renmu had no choice but to conclude that Zi Xiaoyun was taken away by Xiao Wushuang of the Blood Banner Sea and Heaven Demon Hall. If you rely on the strength of the Xuantian Sect now, I am afraid that you will not take advantage of the confrontation with the Heavenly Demon Hall, although Wen Renmu, who has the Guanglin Power Sword, became famous for a while and caused a sensation in the entire Tianzhou, but if the Heavenly Demon Hall recalls the four hall kings, it will also make the Xuantian Sect break its muscles and bones, not to mention, there is also a big man in the Heavenly Demon Hall who has a level of the same level as Xuan Hao's real person, which Wen Renmu is very clear.

Slowly, Wen Renmu did not send people to the Divine Medicine Pavilion and the Beidou Sword Sect to search for people, and now the Xuantian Sect is developing in an all-round way, the Famous Sword Villa, the Wanfa Gate and the Rashomon, the Guhe An, the Divine Sword Gate, the Mixed Yuan Gang and many other sects have formed an alliance with the Xuantian Sect, naturally, it is the Xuantian Sect as the head, and the Wenren Mu naturally became a new generation of Tianzun, called Guanglin!

On the eleventh day, Fan Hong and Fan Tian of the Beidou Sword Sect and the others all gathered in the Bailing Valley of the Divine Medicine Pavilion, and Tan Feng and Xin were also standing in front of the gray tombstone. The lamentations and sobs made this Bailing Valley inevitably add a trace of resentment. Lin Qingyu was standing in front of the tombstone with some fruits and flowers, and at this moment, a familiar and unfamiliar figure slowly walked from behind everyone.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun—" Xin covered her mouth in surprise, obviously wanting to cry.

Tan Feng saw that Zi Xiaoyun actually woke up from the medical pavilion, and he also walked to the Bailing Valley by himself, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, ran and hugged Zi Xiaoyun and said, "Xiaoyun, you, you finally woke up, finally woke up." Tan Feng patted Zi Xiaoyun's back, and said a little choked, "Today, it's a memorial for my younger siblings, so ・・・・・・"

Zi Xiaoyun nodded, and a tattered dress was still worn on his body, because this was sewn for him by Lin Mohan before his death, torn, reluctant to throw away, rotten, reluctant to lose, that trace of smell and memories together can only be remembered by relying on this dress. "Xiaoyun-" Xin looked at Zi Xiaoyun so unbearable, and felt a trace of worry in her heart. Lin Qingyu turned around and stared at Zi Xiaoyun, there was a trace of joy and a trace of complaint in that gaze. However, Zi Xiaoyun smiled coldly and turned away.

"Purple Shaoxia-" Fan Tian grabbed Zi Xiaoyun's arm, "Zi Shaoxia and my Beidou Sword Sect are kind and righteous, what I Fan Tian said will not let Zi Shaoxia fall into the hands of that Wenren Mu again, we feel sorry for Miss Lin's death, but Zi Shaoxia, you must not think about it!

Fan Hong also rushed up at this moment, patted Zi Xiaoyun's shoulder and comforted: "Yes, Brother Zi, today is Miss Lin's festival, although ・・・・・・ it's better to go and worship." ”

Zi Xiaoyun shook his head, took Fan Hong's arm off his body, and didn't hesitate, like a walking corpse, without emotion. "Xiaoyun!" Tan Feng wanted to chase after him, but was shouted down by Lin Qingyu, "Let him go-" Tan Feng looked at Lin Qingyu and had no choice but to nod, looking at the back of Zi Xiaoyun leaving and sighed helplessly.

Wuya Town, close to Bailing Valley, a village and town under the Shengqing Peak is much larger than the Youya Town under the Heartless Peak, such as this restaurant.

"Hey, this guest officer, you, what do you need ・・・・・・?" said a guy from the restaurant as he looked at the young man in front of him with his hair and rags.

"Wine, wine that can make me drunk!" Zi Xiaoyun suddenly fell on a table on the right side of the living hall and shouted.

Seeing this, the guy had no choice but to order, limped towards the store, took out a jar of wine and put it in front of Zi Xiaoyun, "This guest officer, the wine is here." Zi Xiaoyun didn't pay attention to it, hugged the wine jar and drank it in a big gulp. The guy looked at Zi Xiaoyun like this, and thought that he had met a person who used wine to kill his sorrows, so he shook his head and left.

In less than half an hour, Zi Xiaoyun was heard shouting in the guest hall: "Wine! I want wine!" Zi Xiaoyun fell on the table, although the effect of the immortal recipe made Zi Xiaoyun not feel the slightest sense of wine, but above the soul, Zi Xiaoyun was already drunk and unconscious, "Hurry up!

The guy standing at the front cabinet watched Zi Xiaoyun shout again, so he quickened his pace, took out another jar of wine from the store and put it on Zi Xiaoyun's table, "Not enough, not enough!

"Guest, you, the wine you wanted. With that, the man wiped his hands and left.

Zi Xiaoyun looked at the five jars of water and wine, his eyes were full of confusion and sadness, "Mo Han-" Zi Xiaoyun picked up the wine jar and drank it again. From noon, until the hotel closes, all the guests who came in have already arrived, and only Zi Xiaoyun is left in the entire restaurant, still drinking. Counting the wine jars placed in front of Zi Xiaoyun, there are a total of eighteen jars, eighteen jars, enough to fill eight cows and ten horses, but Zi Xiaoyun is still clamoring to bring wine.

"Officer, I, our store is closed, you, you have to settle the bill. The guy bent over and looked at Zi Xiaoyun a little timidly and said.

Zi Xiaoyun squinted his eyes and raised his head to look at the guy, and said with some surprise: "Settle the bill, what is the bill, I have no money, no money-" Zi Xiaoyun stood up from the chair with a trembling body, shook his body and began to grope for the way to leave, but the guy grabbed Zi Xiaoyun and said with some concern: "Guest, guest officer, you, you want to give money, this, how can you do this without giving money?"